Quick Transmigration Queen: Male God, please be blackened!

Chapter 167 The fool prince has been blackened (45)

Yan Ling smiled and pulled off the quilt, covering them both.

I don't know how long it has been.

She slowly fell asleep.

The person beside him who was supposed to be asleep suddenly opened his eyes.

Feng Lin's body was filled with coldness, which was far from the gentle look just now.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms.

Sleep peacefully.

The coldness in his eyes was a little less, replaced by an aggressiveness that Yan Ling had never seen before.

He lowered his head and bit her lips.

The expression was in a trance, with a bit of sickness, and it passed by in a flash.

That night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Just right for doing something shady.

East Palace.

Feng He looked at the masked man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him with a pale face.

He never expected that this person could break into the palace and his palace without making a sound.

In addition to the guards who patrol the palace, there are hidden guards outside his palace guarding his comfort.

At this moment, the appearance of this person here also means that those hidden guards have also been dealt with.

His eyes darkened a little.

A sharp and bright dagger lay across his neck.

If you don't pay attention, the dagger will cut his skin.

"You, what's the matter?"

Feng He tried his best to maintain his composure, and the trembling hands hanging by his side had already shown his true emotions.

It was not easy for him to become the prince. To be honest, he cherishes his life more than anyone else!

Thousands of miles of land and mountains are about to become one's own pocket, maybe only a fool would not know how to enjoy it?

"If there is anything, we can discuss it slowly."

Feng He tried his best to keep his voice calm, not sounding aggressive.

However, the masked man did not comment.

There was still a gloomy light in those eyes.

Feng He's body subconsciously leaned back, but just as he moved, a stabbing pain came from his neck.

Under the sharp dagger, fine drops of blood emerged, and gradually, more and more blood gushed out.

The pungent smell of blood made Feng He's face lose all color in shock.

But this time, he didn't dare to make another move.

He knew that the slap just now was just a warning, and he could feel that this person didn't want his life.

If it was his life, he could have been killed the moment he broke in, and there was no need to wait until now.

Feng He thought and thought, and tentatively asked, "Dare to ask, did I offend you somewhere?"

really.

The man's eyes darkened.

In this way, it was obvious that he had guessed right, Feng He breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "I'll change it, I'll change it in the future..."

Although, I don't know what I want to change, but there should be nothing wrong with saying this.

He hadn't had time to continue thinking.

In the next moment, his eyes went black and he lost all consciousness.

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Yan Ling slept until dawn.

Sleep well and feel good naturally.

She opened her eyes, moved her body, and suddenly felt a big hand around her waist that was somewhat domineering and imprisoned her.

A smile crossed his lips.

She turned her head and looked at Feng Lin who was still sleeping soundly.

Tsk, it looks really good-looking!
For a moment, I was astonished.

She couldn't hold back, and reached out to pinch the tip of his nose, very lightly.

Seeing that Feng Lin didn't show any signs of opening his eyes.

She couldn't help laughing.

"My lord, you're not pretending to be sleeping like this. Don't let your chest rise and fall so much, and your heartbeat shouldn't be so fast. Maybe I'll think you're really sleeping..."

The quiet words were a little frightening.

Immediately, the person who pretended to be asleep slowly opened his eyes.

He reached out and took Yan Ling's troubled little hand, and put it on his chest.

"Is your heart beating faster now?"

(End of this chapter)